Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 2330

"How dare you disregard my presence? Do you truly believe you can torment my student without bearing the consequences?"

Matthew's words sent a shiver down everyone's spine.

An abrupt gust of wind arose, causing Douglas's robe to billow and rustle.

Witnessing the display of power, Douglas recognized the masked man with half his face concealed as a formidable opponent.

Seeking to intimidate his opponent by invoking his family's influence, Douglas proclaimed, "How dare you meddle in the affairs of the Albertssons?"

Douglas's ears, hardened by countless similar confrontations, absorbed the weight of those threats.

"My students are resilient against your torment. Since you seem fond of causing harm to others, I'll grant you the chance to experience it."

With his statement concluded Matthew lifted his palm.

A resounding smack echoed through the air. The next second, Douglas was seen soaring through the sky, tossed about like a stray leaf.

Turning toward Emma and Rylan, Matthew voiced his intent, "Enough. Let's go back."

However, right at that moment, a jolt of terror ran through Matthew's body, causing every hair to stand on end.

He instinctively crossed his arms in front of his chest for protection.

Shortly after, a terrifying force surged through Matthew's arms, spreading throughout his entire body. The impact forced him to stagger back a few steps before he could regain his balance.

Matthew looked up and saw an elderly man standing with a stooped posture.

At that moment, all the students from Class 3, curious about the absence of Rylan and Emma, came running out.

Leading the group was Tristin Mercado, Rylan's loyal follower.

When he caught sight of the elderly man, he was startled.

"Mr... Mr. Harrington!"

Sensing the commotion caused by Tristin, the elderly man turned his attention to the group of students who had hurried out.

With a deep and cold tone, he spoke.

"Engaging in physical brawls is strictly prohibited within the academy. Consider this your first and final warning." His words resonated with a weighty admonition.

"I'll keep that in mind, Mr. Harrington," Matthew retorted.

Drake Harrington, the Vice Dean of the Ground Force, narrowed his eyes, studying the features of both Matthew and Douglas as if etching them into his memory.

Letting out a contemptuous snort, he vanished from the sight of the onlookers. Only a swirling cloud of dust remained in his wake.